Dudes with perms, Ziggy look-alikes, scensters jumping rope, surfers, hippies in long silk dresses, local vatos, black girls, queer kids, old guys, potheads, metal heads, art fags and moms and dads with kids in tow came out to get down and liquored-up in Frogtown Saturday night thanks to the gallons of margaritas and fight-watching (with Mexican Luchadores wrestling on the patio) - oh, and the three sweat-flinging sets of music where bitchin' too.
The happily blasted crowd soaked up girl-band garage slop by Bleached (the new musical incarnation of ex-Mika Miko sisters Jennifer and Jessica Calvin) who started the night with loud riffs and dance party vibe that set a warm n fuzzy tone for all the booze buzz going down.
Brawls between sparkly-booted and be-masked luchadores kept the crowd of misfit revelers occupied between sets with cranium banging antics. The biggest crowd pleasers of the wrestling set turned out to be the squawking, devilishly deranged Gallo squad. The duo busted onto the mat made up like roosters and whipped el culo with below the belt ball busting and dirty tricks - which prompted loads of wasted catcalls and cups thrown at them.